Artist Alexus Knightly spends day and night painting, it's all she can think about. Her parents may be rich and she may go to the most prestigious school on the upper east side but she never lets the money go to her head. She wears bright, Vintage c...
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A L E X U S •••
"You're Graê?!" I ask again.
"Y-Yeah." Zachary stutters.
"Oh my god! I'm legit fan girling. Graê is like one of my all time favourite street artist." I squeal.
"You have to be quiet. No one can know." He reasons.
I nod my head in understanding and look back at the beautiful graffiti on the wall.
"Cupcake... I need to tell you something." Zachary says.
"What is it?" I ask, facing him.
"No, not now." He says.
Graê was a street artist known all around New York. No one knew who he was and his work was always black and white.
Some said he saw the world without color but I didn't know what they meant. Graê inspired me even though he's only been around for almost a year. He was an expert artist and it was a huge surprise that Graê ended up being Zachary.
"Zachary?" I called.
"Please... call me Zach." He whispers.
"Zach?"
"Yeah?" He answers.
"What is it you wanted to tell me?" I question.
"Never mind." He mumbles.
"No, it's not never mind,you wanted to confide in me and now your going to tell me. Okay?" I reassure him.
"Okay." He repeats with a faint smile.
"Now, What is it you wanted to tell me?" I question.
"I'm s-scared." He stutters.
"Don't be scared. I'm not going to hurt you." I whisper, giving him a hug.
"I spray in black and white. I wear black all the time and I got upset at the party when you were talking about your dress because... because I'm color blind." He says, tears glistening in his eyes.
